Lies
The rolling of the tongue when the lips
depart each other. The sounds of
the consonants and vowels,
The passion to do so
with e'vry heartbeat.
Knowing that the
truth is told
by the
eyes.
Copyright © Nicole Monae | Year Posted 2008
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